Street Kings
Meek Mill, Yfn Lucci
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Yeah YFN Ay playin' rich man ah oh Young street nigga (uh uh oh) Uh uh uh uh oh uh Uh, young street nigga tryin' make some millions I know you hear me but you gotta feel me These niggas talk about it but they never did shit And we ain't really smelling that shit When you made it out the slums then you the trillest Running with ya' day ones, yeah, you the realest Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me A young nigga tryin' make some millions Uh, live from the projects Any hood know I still got on all my shit 100k on my neck Die for my respect Tryin' ride on the kid, f*ck around and wreck Play, you dying next Uh, tool number one got 'em upset I've been on my young fly shit since a lil' jit, true shit A whole lot of broomsticks what we move with Don't be jumping in shit you ain't got nothin' to do with Sweep ya block like a hall sweep, y'all all sweet Never been the type to call off beef, don't call me Nigga talkin' 'bout he gon' off me, they lost me They tryin' do me like Jesus, they tryin' cross me I'ma give a nigga the full clip 'til it's all E After bloodshed ain't no sorry, I'm sorry We was all broke now we all kings Gotta get the f*ck up out the hood by any means We all G's Uh, young street nigga tryin' make some millions I know you hear me but you gotta feel me These niggas talk about it but they never did shit And we ain't really smelling that shit When you made it out the slums then you the trillest Running with ya' day ones, yeah, you the realest Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me A young nigga tryin' make some millions Shout out my niggas that stayed down That's why they still with me I came up Got some money and look what they sayin' now Bet they tell you them niggas, they stand up, I manned up And I turned a dollar to a thousand, turned a thousand to a million, moved my mom's from public housing Had to put her in that mansion, from the hood I got her hidin' And they tell me that I'm losin', man you niggas fuckin' wildin' When they killed Lil' Snupe, I took a L Young trap niggas from the bottom, we prevailed We done got expelled before they taught us how to spell We ain't never go to math but knew them numbers on that scale Busting' bricks sellin' bales, I ain't never tell Only thing a nigga takin' from me is a shell Hood of broken dreams, we ain't used to raising hell If you was from my hood you would never get a sell F*ck nigga! Uh uh, young street nigga tryin' make some millions I know you hear me but you gotta feel me These niggas talk about it but they never did shit And we ain't really smelling that shit When you made it out the slums then you the trillest Running with ya' day ones, yeah, you the realest Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me A young nigga tryin' make some millions Now we gettinn' lot of it Now we sellin' lot of it Now we count a lot of it Started from the bottom Now we count a lot of it Whole lotta dollars yeah Ay ay yeah Started from naw Still gettin' the lotto Now we top on whole lotta profit Started from naw yeah Nah, nigga started from naw yeah, yeah
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Written by: June James, Rayshawn Lamar Bennett, Robert Rihmeek Williams
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